The reborn wife is so good at flirting, Mr. Bo spoils her at his own risk

Jingran didn't hide her gloating at all. She glanced at the people present with interest and continued to ask: "The invitations have been sent? Is there any company that didn't come?"

"The invitations you sent out all had the old man's private seal printed on them. Even if those people don't want to join in the fun, they will still give the old man some face."

While Bo Zhanchen was speaking, he looked down at Jing Ran who was feeling proud, and gently touched the back of her neck with his palm.

When Jingran started preparing for the wedding, Bo Zhanchen was a little surprised.

But after thinking about it, he understood Jingran's intention.

Apart from being simple boyfriend and girlfriend, there must be other ulterior relationships between Bo Jiamu and Jiang Ran.

But now, it is not easy to place people around Jiang Ran.

But Bo Jiamu is different.

He has been with Mr. Bo for these years, and has long been accustomed to living a life of being sought after and admired by others.

Now that you are suddenly restricted by others, you will inevitably jump over the wall.

Not to mention that there is already an eyeliner around him.

Bo Jiamu hates things being out of his control.

Everything that happened during this period was pushing this person to extremes.

People may not always choose to think rationally in extreme situations.

Jingran narrowed her eyes, feeling as comfortable as a cat being comforted, and the smile that raised the corner of her mouth made people's hearts tremble.

Everything she had done in her previous life would be returned to Bo Jiamu intact.

This wedding is just an appetizer.

In the center of the wedding stage, the host was already in place. The clichéd wedding lines and the two newlyweds being absent-minded throughout the whole process made the wedding scene very embarrassing.

At this moment, Jingran stood up and raised her wine glass.

"Today the two of you can be regarded as lovers and finally get married. On behalf of Jing's Group, I wish the two newlyweds a happy marriage and a son soon."

Jingran raised her hand, ignoring Bo Jiamu's gaze that he wished he could eat her alive, and drank the wine in one gulp.

Before she could put her glass down, there was a commotion in front of the auditorium door, and the blaring of horns caused complaints to spread.

"Who is so unethical? What kind of chaos will they cause by getting married?"

"Where are the bodyguards? What do they do for food? Why don't you hurry up and get rid of the troublemakers outside!"

Everyone was chatting. After the piercing whistle ended, a red sedan appeared in everyone's sight.

Jiang Ran got off the car, wearing a white wedding dress, standing at the door of the auditorium, staring at the newlyweds on the stage with tearful eyes.

"Bo Jiamu, I'm here to marry you."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Ran held a folding knife in his hand and cut his wrist.

Bright red blood gurgled out and fell on the white wedding dress, like red plums in full bloom, which was particularly dazzling.

Jingran watched this scene expressionlessly, but she kept sneering in her heart.

She should really thank Jiang Ran for choosing the last resort.

In fact, as long as this woman stays put, no matter who Bo Jiamu openly marries, she can still maintain a place in this man's psychology.

No matter what kind of entanglement the two have, Bo Jiamu will never ignore Jiang Ran.

But now, Jiang Ran caused this scene at the wedding, which has pushed the wedding to the forefront. Some things can no longer end.

Jingran sat down contentedly, looking at someone who was also motionless and calm, and asked with some surprise: "You don't seem to be surprised at all by this matter?"

Bo Zhanchen's thin lips curled up slightly, "What's so surprising about this? We haven't achieved our goal yet, so we have to risk our lives, right?"

While talking, the man had already taken out his mobile phone and edited a message.

The invited media reporters around them smelled the fresh gossip, and they all turned their cameras to take pictures of the scene at the door.

Jiang Ran, who was covered in blood, stood staggeringly in front of the door, staring resentfully at Bo Jiamu, who was wearing a groom's dress, with a small face full of despair.

But Bo Jiamu stood motionless on the stage.

He even had Shen Zhiwei's arm in his arm, and his rather handsome face was cold and cold.

Shen Zhiwei smiled softly and said, "Bo Jiamu, your vision is getting worse and worse now. Why do you find someone who doesn't even understand the rules?"

Bo Jiamu said nothing, and the stinging pain from his ankle made him stiff.

And his expression at this moment seemed to outsiders as if he didn't care about the life or death of his new love.

The cold and unhuman character has been completely established.

I don't know who shouted "Save people first", and the scene calmed down. Jingran immediately turned around and rushed forward in front of everyone.

She pressed Jiang Ran's arm, pressing her palm firmly on the wound, but she had a distressed expression on her face that she couldn't bear to look at.

Jing Ran's voice trembled slightly, "Ms. Jiang, why are you making such a fuss on this happy day? No matter how dissatisfied you are with the Bo family, you can't make such a fuss?"

Jiang Ran glared at Jingran fiercely, "I don't need you to pretend to be kind, Jingran, don't think that I don't know what you did! You just don't like us! You obviously don't want him anymore, why are you still..."

"What are you talking about, Miss Jiang?" Jing Ran was not unhappy at all, "She is already pregnant, so why should the latecomer take the lead? No matter how good the relationship is, is it important to have a child? This child belongs to the Bo family My eldest grandson, why can’t you carry him?”

Jingran tried to persuade her with good words, but all the words that the scumbag mother and son used to disgust her were thrown back into Jiang Ran's face.

Seeing Jiang Ran's expression of wanting to vomit blood, Jingran couldn't help but sigh, "This man should cherish his life. Only when he dies will he really have nothing."

Jingran squeezed out two tears when she spoke. This old lady's tone, coupled with her expression, almost made her popular.

She held Jiang Ran's hand and didn't let go even as the blood spilled out between her fingers.

Jing Ran was hurriedly pressing the wound, looking quite anxious. The ambulance was still on the way. As she was fussing about it, Jiang Ran's face turned paler than before.

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many cameras at the scene, staring at her and filming fiercely, she would have stuck the knife into Jingran's body!

"Jingran, let go!" Jiang Ran gritted his teeth and tried to withdraw his hand, but it didn't move at all.

Jingran's eyes were filled with tears, her big eyes full of panic, "How could Che let go? If he let go, the bleeding wouldn't stop! Miss Jiang, I'm doing this for your own good, so stop struggling." "

Everyone who didn't see the real situation just thought that Jiang Ran was overly sad and wanted to die. Several kind-hearted people had already come up to help Jingran hold her down.

The originally exquisitely cut wedding dress was torn into a mess, and the wrists that had been stabbed were tied into rice dumplings. The beauty who I had just looked at with pity now became unkempt and looked like a madman.